And I see myself in
The boy who cried wolf
As soon as I open my mouth
Trying to explain the
Madness of my thoughts
People assume that I can’t be fixed
People assume that it is just
My pessimism, my insecurity, my doubt
Let me ask you then:
Where did those thoughts stem from?
Where could I have fantasized
Living in my own hell?
I have problems.
We all do.
And then I’m ostracized by people
They tell me:
The world does not revolve around you
Yes, I agree.
But can’t you see?
The world doesn’t revolve around you
I wish so hard to believe
That my troubles could be cured
By money and a shrink
But if you can’t even let me admit
Something is wrong
Then how will I ever heal?
You let me live in denial
And suffocate in my emptiness
Believing everything will be alright
With faith and positivity
Can’t you see?
I’ve already lost myself
Trying to search for those concepts
Let me revel in my
And let me sink into
The dark side of me
I promise I’m not thinking like this
To harm you
Instead I’m just trying to salvage
Parts of me that feel enough pain
For those are the parts that live